Wednesday, October 29, 2014

John Hansel and Susan Gretel live in the small town of Beowulf Hollow. Nothing's more of a drag than having to spend their summer in their backwater home. When Susan hooks up with the local bad boy David at a swinger's party while her boyfriend John watches, she finds out that he's more than a sexual beast in the sack.

Armed with nothing but innate powers she never knew she possessed and her lover John, Susan's got to fight back a threat bearing down on Beowulf Hollow. One that starts with a pair of grey eyes belonging to a man who knows every intimate inch of her flesh—David.

She reached the edge of the clearing and entered the forest. She'd skirt the outside and watch as the others mingled. The incense burning, while pleasant, was starting to fog her brain. Her fingertips danced along the bushes. Shivers ran down her spine as a cool breeze tickled her skin. A strong, possessive grip caught her from behind.

"Change your mind about Tim?" David licked her lobe.

"No." She moaned as his hands slipped up her blouse and rested on her left breast.

"You think he's going to be able to handle you like me? He's just a pup." He tweaked her nipple.

"Playing alpha dog again, David?" She chuckled before sucking in a deep breath as David's other hand possessed her right breast. He'd always treated these swinger retreats like the men were a pack of wild animals that needed to be tamed. Only David could have a pick of the bitches like some odd commune. He watches too many macho movies and needs to be brought down to size.

Yet, her body never listened when she tried to control the situation.

"He's watching this, you know. I told him I'd show him how a man handles a woman like you." His tongue lapped at her throat.

"Tim?" She tried to take offense to his crass wording, but his hand traveled the length of her belly and shoved her skirt down. Fully exposed to the air, she couldn't deny the moisture evident below. He swiped his thumb against it and hovered the digit in front of her. Her tongue darted out, tasting her sticky sweet arousal. His cock rubbed along the crack of her ass. She took his thumb into her mouth and sucked. Not only had he followed her into the woods, David had done it completely naked.

"No. I am the alpha dog." He removed his thumb and stuck his middle finger between her moistened nether lips. "And you're the best fuck I've ever had."

Words wouldn't form on her lips. All the times she'd had sex with David worked to his advantage. Each inch of her skin was known to him. He could never have her, but he owned her nonetheless.

"On your knees," he demanded.

She dropped to his command, his thick length bobbing in front of her face. Hers to caress and manipulate, she wrapped her lips around the head. David thrust in, his hand fisted in her hair. With slow precision, he fucked her mouth. She cupped and massaged his balls, but he didn't speed up. Her coaxing did not give her the upper hand as it had before. No, his plan was slow torture, hovering between teasing and full arousal. Another shadow fell over her.

Tuesday, October 28, 2014

BlurbWhen a demonic attack leaves one child without a mother, Marie Durrant throws out her predictable lifestyle to become the little girl's nanny.It’s a big enough step for the virtual shut in, but even more difficult when Marie becomes inexplicably attracted to the mysterious widowed father, who happens to be the most powerful muse west of Mt. Olympus.Quenton Blake is an extra hunky, extra irritated immortal, cursed to seek out those desperate for inspiration and feed on their souls.There wasn’t anything wrong with saving Marie’s soul for dessert, but his sweet tooth has a way of overriding his good judgement.ExcerptThe dim glow from the study bounced off the mirrors and the stainless steel stripper pole in the corner. Just enough light to navigate the furniture without bumping into anything. The air grew thick and humid inside with the spicy tang of sex and cheap perfume.Like one giant trophy case, it boasted countless odd shaped, metallic objects littering the floor and table tops, some of them still in their boxes. Sex toys, the thought occurred to her, as her eye caught a thin metal chain glinting in the mirror’s reflection.She wrapped her arms around herself, not willing to touch what she couldn’t readily identify. Or anything she could, for that matter.The plum silk bedding looked rumpled and pulled free on one side. It cascaded over the foot of the bed, partially melting over a large black chest. She knelt down, and after brushing the sheets away, tried to lift the lid.Locked.If Tobin was bold enough to store his toys in the open, she wasn’t sure she wanted to know what he hid under lock and key. She scanned the rest of the room but her surroundings were too dark to identify with much clarity. Maybe she could get back in here during the daylight and find a key to the chest.She got to her feet and tried to pick her way out of the room. When she stepped on a ten-inch cylindrical object, it rolled. Her feet went out from under her, and her butt hit the floor with a bone-jarring thud.The silver object rolled across the hardwood floor emitting a low buzzing noise until it tinged against the metal stripper pole at the far end of the room.The guy’s got a flair for matching his accessories I’ll give him that much. She scrambled after the vibrator, put both hands around the beveled shaft, and fumbled for the switch to shut it off.Ew.Ew. Ew!She gritted her teeth, running her hands along the device until she found what appeared to be the switch. Hopefully it wasn’t the “go faster” button.She flipped it and the buzzing died off, then she flung it toward the bed and scrubbed her palms over her jeans.She wanted to race back to her room but chickening out wasn’t an option. With the commotion, she’d get caught. And if she was already screwed, she wasn’t going to face Quenton’s wrath for nothing. She made a hasty pass into the second room where she found identical furniture and a neatly made bed. It was missing the chest and mirrors, making it seem smaller without all the reflections, more casual, and Quenton’s familiar scent lingered in the air around her.Heat threaded through her veins at the thought of being in his room, knowing at any moment he could return to find her. Her impish thoughts cheered her on. Fueled by flames of excitement, they dance around in her mind as if coaxing him to materialize out of thin air.She ran her shaking fingertips along the surface of his nightstand until she came in contact with the worn edge of a leather-bound book.Good enough for now, she thought and tucked it under her arm.Nearly home free.She spun to the door but her breath caught in a gasp. Quenton’s massive silhouette slipped in front of her, and Marie braced herself against the doorjamb to keep from running into him.~~~~~~Buy Link: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/products/A-Muse-Gone-Rogue-by-Kacey-Mark.html

Sunday, October 26, 2014

No one is a better demon master than Vex. He’s thrived in his role at taking charge of the city. But things change when a demon hunter starts taking out his men. In his own club, no less. The moment the dark hunter starts playing games, he and his master-in-training are all too willing to show her the rules.

Only thing is, will the three of them be able to see the consequences of their actions before it’s too late? Or will their bond open up a new life they could have never even imagined?

Be Warned:BDSM, sex toys, menage sex (MMF), m/m sex, anal sex

Excerpt:

Melody held perfectly still even though her pussy ached to rub against Trace. She wanted him so much that it was driving her crazy. The darkness within swirled, tempting her. Something wanted out, and she had no idea what it was.

Vex’s hands gripped her ass and she moaned as his tongue traced over her back opening. Her mouth instantly found Trace’s. The need to move against him was automatic, but with his hands holding her still, it was impossible.

His tongue disappeared and she could feel him moving his mouth up and down her mate’s thick length. Trace’s tongue massaged against hers and she dug her nails into his shoulders. Pressure rubbed against her opening and she rested her forehead into Trace’s, trying to catch her breath.

“I want to fuck your ass while Trace fucks your pussy. Let me call your demon, again, Mel. You can take it if she’s in control.”

Just the thought of both of her men pushing deep inside of her was the ultimate temptation. Not to mention that she was dying to have control to be able to move again. The tightening in her core was growing with each thrust from the tip of Vex’s finger.

“Mel, just one more. I won’t call her again unless I ask first. You have complete control.”

His hand urged her forward and his other fingers eased deep into her pussy. Melody was nodding her head before she could think.

“Trace, you do it. You’re powerful enough now. Pull out her demon.”

Melody looked into his eyes and she knew there was something deep within her that was making him nervous. His stare began to glow and the tug on her insides was automatic. She felt her gaze grow big at just how powerful he was. He was almost every bit the master Vex was, he’d just done a hell of a job hiding it.

A tint covered her vision and she knew the demon had surfaced. Trace looked away the moment the darkness surged though her.

“Done.”

“Good job.” Vex rubbed lube over the opening of her pussy and ass. A deep moan poured from her mouth. Stinging erupted on her ass at the slap of Vex’s hand. “Lift a little, doll.”

Melody thrived against the pain. She leaned forward against Trace and Vex’s fingers slid deep, only to immediately withdraw.

“You’re so fucking ready for us,” Vex said, molding himself against her back.

Trace’s cock slid inside of her, and she kissed him as he inched his way inside. The thickness against the opening of her ass made her tense. She’d never done anal before, and she wasn’t sure what to expect.

“Relax, Melody.” Vex rubbed his cheek against hers. The order had her whole body reacting to his command. Her head settled in Trace’s neck and she sucked his skin lightly into her mouth. He pushed deeper into her pussy, just as Vex eased a good two inches into her ass. “Good girl.” Her master leaned forward and kissed Trace. His movement had him sliding even deeper. The friction between both of their cocks going into her at different rhythms was an overwhelming ecstasy she’d never known before. Now she almost knew how Trace felt as he fucked her and Vex fucked him.

A cry came from her mouth as Vex withdrew and entered her fully. The orgasm that shook her body was automatic and hit her hard.

“That’s right, doll. Cum all over Trace’s cock. I’m going to suck all your sweet juices from it once we’re finished. And you know what? You’re going to help me.” Vex pushed into her faster and Trace immediately pulled her mouth to his.

His eyes didn’t break from hers the whole time he kissed her. He held her locked with his stare, and she was surprised given how he didn’t want to keep contact, before.

At the intimacy, something began to swirl in Melody’s chest. It was that part that she’d been repressing. The more she felt love for the two men giving her pleasure, the more it grew. Fear started to take over, but the sensations from Vex and Trace were throwing her off, making it impossible to rein the feeling back in.

“Keep looking at me,” Trace whispered. “Don’t you dare let your mind take you over…I want you in this moment every second.” His hand gripped into her hip and she continued to move slowly.

Vex kept a steady pace while Trace let her go at her own speed. They both were so thick inside of her. Need was triggered at their swelling. She continued to stare into Trace’s eyes, feeling the hammering pound against her chest. What was going to happen? She could feel the power building into a burning inferno.

Whether you’re looking for tantalizing dark tales or the humorous side of the supernatural, you’ll get werewolves, vampires, fallen angels, monster hunters, and ghosts—every one of them a hot temptation you won’t be able to resist…

DIABLO SPRINGS by Erin Quinn:

Gracie Beck vowed that she would never to return to Diablo Springs, but the haunted town lures her back—along with the man who betrayed her years ago. Reilly broke her heart with his lies. Now, he wants a second chance to win her, but can they survive the ghosts of Diablo Springs?

VAMPIRE REBORN by Caridad Pineiro:

Would you be reborn for love? Ryder Latimer, sexy Southern vampire, will have to make one of the most difficult choices in his undead life: Become human again or protect his new wife and child.

SHADOW FALL by Erin Kellison:

Just discovering her magic, ballerina Annabella Ames didn’t mean to summon a dark wolf from Twilight, nor the tempting fallen angel Custo Santovari, who has no place in Heaven. The cunning wolf stalks them relentlessly, and danger seduces as they fight for redemption and love.

NIGHT ANGEL by Lisa Kessler:

When Colin Flynn returns home to Ireland, the immortal Night Walker’s flesh has healed, but the scars hide a broken spirit. Juliana Duffy plays piano in spite of her deafness, challenging him to redefine himself and find the strength to battle an ancient enemy.

SHADOWS TILL SUNRISE by Chris Marie Green:

Two monster hunters fighting a star-crossed attraction and one bloodthirsty phantom leaving a trail of death… Can love survive till the sun rises?

A SHADOW AT TWILIGHT by Mary Leo:

They say Hotel Colorado is haunted, but when Dillon Spencer appears in his hotel room to find Hilly Thompson, his assistant, soaking in the tub, he begins to question whether or not he’s alive, dead, or caught in another dimension.

MORE THAN FIENDS by Maureen Child:

At 32, Cassidy Burke discovers she’s a legendary Demon Duster. But she’s got bigger problems than some pesky demons. Like, Logan Miller–first love, baby daddy to her genius daughter is back. Then there’s Devlin Cole, a walking orgasm with too many secrets. Cassidy’s life is out of control and about to get way too interesting.

IMMORTAL POSSESSION by Cassi Carver:

When Dr. Evelyn Vale is paired with Immortal Bounty’s sexy commander to go undercover and infiltrate a supernatural body-trafficking ring, she’s eager to get to work. Until she learns the catch… To crack this case, he’ll need to possess her body.

FOREVER ROSE by Janet Wellington:

Tarot cards predict a dangerous journey for Taylor Rose, but she doesn’t expect to travel back to 1888 San Diego. What the cards didn’t predict was falling for a man bent on revenge, a helpful ghost, and spooky séances. Is she there to prevent a murder or to find love?

WELCOME HOME, VAMPIRE by Theresa Meyers:

Corporal Cole Wagner lost his humanity in war – literally. Turned into a vampire by the military’s Vector Force, he’s the ultimate weapon, but when he returns home to set the past right, will the enemy stop at nothing to get him, including threatening the life of the woman he loved, and lost, before?

A mandatory vacation lands Agent Sherri Walker in bed with a local werewolf. Asher Hughes walked away from his outlaw pack but couldn’t ditch the bad blood. Together they’ll have to pull off one hell of an act to get out of treacherous territory alive.

Excerpt Vampire Magic:

Marie’s heart punched her chest. Although Nicholas was immortal, he looked about her age, with tousled dark hair, hazel eyes, a bad-boy smile, and a hot-as-sin body clothed in a black shirt and slim-fitting jeans. No scarves, no headdress, no genie attire from her childhood imaginings.

A gap of sexy silence passed between them. Or that was how it felt to her. But maybe she was reading more into it because he was so gorgeous. She’d expected handsome, but not the holy-fucking-hell kind.

“Hello, Marie.” His voice was as devilish as the rest of him. “It’s nice to meet you.”

She could little more than reply, “You, too.”

He gave a slight bow. “I’m at your service.”

She was glad he hadn’t offered to shake her hand. She didn’t want him to touch her, not until it was absolutely necessary. Already the main artery in her neck was pulsing, from fear, no doubt. It certainly wasn’t from a latent fantasy to be fed upon. Blood still grossed her out.

Didn’t it? Yes, absolutely. His hotness hadn’t changed that.

He said, “So you want your boyfriend to propose. Keith, isn’t it?”

She nodded, and another stream of silence sizzled by. She didn’t like the effect he had on her. She wanted him to stop staring. But no such luck. His gaze remained riveted to hers.

He said, “You’re going to have to give me verbal permission to feed.”

She answered quickly, her tone jumpier than it should have been. “You have my permission.”

“Then we’re all set, aren’t we?”

“Yes, I suppose we are.” She shuffled her feet. He didn’t seem the slightest bit anxious. But why would he? Taking blood in exchange for wishes was his job. Besides, with his supposed pain-in-the-butt personality, he was probably enjoying her discomfort.

“I’ll come to your house later.” He glanced at a clock on the wall. “Let’s say, around nine?”

“That’s fine.” She didn’t need to provide her address because he would be monitoring her from his connection to the bracelet, aware of where she was at all times. And now that they were face-to-face, the notion of being tracked by him heightened her nerves. Was this how criminals felt when they were under house arrest?

He angled his head. “You’re a pretty little thing. Your boyfriend is a lucky guy.”

She barely managed a polite, “Thank you,” before he added, “I’ll bet you’re going to be a tasty treat, too. Lip-smacking good.”

Damn him. She took a deliberate step back. There went his “gotcha” side.

Her uncle came to the rescue. “Don’t act smart, Nicholas. Especially with my niece.”

“Sorry.” The smarty in question shrugged one shoulder at a time. “I was just playing around.”

The gen-vamp grinned and leaned against the wall. “My wisecracks are worse than my bite.”

She suspected that his bite was going to sting something awful. Worse yet, he winked at her when Darrin wasn’t looking. Harmless, her foot. Already he was turning into a heap of trouble, and she’d only known him for a few minutes.

Does fate ever make mistakes? What would happen if she did? Moving to the low mountains of California and building a home there is Troi’s dream. When he buys an old ranch out from under five wolf shifter alphas in the area, he and his new neighbors get off to rocky starts.

Meeting his mate, alpha Talon, doesn’t help, as the man has different ideas about mating. When Garrett, alpha of another pack, first meets Troi at the same time, he’s smitten, but knowing Talon is the man’s mate, he stays in the background.

After Talon publicly rejects Troi twice, Garrett is more than happy to step up to the plate and gets a real surprise. Troi is carrying Talon’s pups! Garrett is the perfect man and Troi falls hard for him, leaving the merman totally confused. Talon is his mate, but doesn’t want him. Garrett isn’t his mate but very much wants him.

Will fate ever get it right?

A Siren Erotic Romance

Excerpt:

Maude’s Steakhouse was the local spot for the shifter community, it having the best steaks in three counties. The men sat quietly talking, having coffee and waiting. Garrett and Mason watched as a stranger walked in.

He was a small, dark-haired man, of about five foot eight. The handsome guy wore a sensible, white button-down shirt and a pair of well-worn boots. He also had on a pair of designer jeans that lovingly caressed the sweetest little ass Garrett had ever seen. “Stop drooling, man,” Mason chuckled, teasing Garrett.

“Stop drooling at what?” Talon inquired, looking around, finding it suddenly difficult to breathe. His wolf called to him at that moment. Whispering a word he’d never expected to hear, Talon immediately went into denial. “Mate.” The voice called to him. His wolf may have been overjoyed, but Talon had other plans for his life and they didn’t include this little man. Even if he was gorgeous.

Thinking out loud, the alpha said, “Damn, would you look at that? Mmm, I just might have to tap that ass.” Talon groaned, wanting the gorgeous brunette, even as he heard a low growl next to him. “What’s your problem?”

“Nothing,” Garrett mumbled. Garrett didn’t like Talon speaking of the little one that way. Not knowing why, he found himself extremely attracted to the beauty. If he didn’t know better…

This was the man they’d all thought would be an old geezer? He made Talon’s blood run hot. His cock stood up and begged for an up-close-and-personal introduction. His wolf did say this was his mate, so why not? JoAnn would never have to know. Besides, there wasn’t any way this could be his mate. He’d already been through that once, and wanted no part of the whole mating thing. It hurt too badly the first time.

The man spoke to the waitress, who led him to their table. The alphas rose, introducing themselves. Finally everyone sat down. Talon looked at Garrett, then back at a pair of intelligent, sea-green eyes that took in everything around them. .

After their waitress brought coffee and walked away, Troi took a sip, listening politely while Mason explained their situation. He made a very generous offer on the place then waited for a response.

“May I have a moment, gentlemen?” Troi asked respectfully.

“Of course,” Mason responded for the group.

With everyone quietly talking, waiting for his verdict, Beau Edwards, first beta for the Morgan River Pack, watched Mr. Stone, or Troi, as he had asked to be called. There was something about the man. It was obvious he wasn’t human, but the wolf had no idea what he was. His scent was subtle, muted to the point he couldn’t catch a read on it, and Beau had the best nose in the five packs. What he did scent was ocean sea breeze, an evening campfire, and masculine hotness.

Troi wasn’t what society would classify as beautiful, but he had unique features that made him stand out. Wide-spaced, almond-shaped eyes and high cheekbones drew attention. Add in lush lips that gave the impression they could suck a man dry in nothing flat, and he was guaranteed to attract the coldest of men.

Heat washed over him, making his dick twitch, as he tried desperately to calm himself. Troi may not be the one for him, but Beau was alive for god’s sake.

He wasn’t the only one in the room having erotic thoughts. The scent of arousal lay heavy in the air, coming from several different sources.

Finally, Troi sat his cup down, looking around at all the men.

“While I can appreciate your position on the matter, I must decline your more than generous offer, gentlemen. I hope this doesn’t cause any rancor between us, but I’m keeping the property. However, you’ll have no problems with me. I assure you I’m capable of providing my own security. Thank you for the coffee. It was good to meet you all. Good day.”

With that, he arose and confidently strolled out of the restaurant, leaving five alphas looking at each other, stunned. No one denied an alpha what they wanted, let alone five of them. It was unheard of. Had they really just been dismissed?

Troi climbed into his Range Rover and drove away, still in shock. Was that humongous, scowling man really his mate? Oh, gods. The man had been introduced as Talon Starr, alpha of the Double Eagle pack. The entire time they’d sat at the table talking, the man either leered at Troi or looked at him with disgust. What was up with that? One way or the other, he was sure he’d find out eventually.

“Shit, now what?” Garrett said, staring sullenly at Talon.

“Well, there’s more than one way to skin a cat, now isn’t there?”

“What’s going on in that head of yours, my friend?” Rolling his eyes, Mason grinned at Talon, then at the other men. “No, wait. I don’t want to know.”

ADULT EXCERPT:

“What’re you wanting baby?” The alpha asked, while chewing on his mate’s neck.

“Don’t make me beg. Oh, forget that. Please? Please? Please already?”

Garrett laughed, climbing out of bed and taking his pants off, dropping them on the floor. Slowly pulling the sheet off his mate’s body, he got back in bed. Oh my gods. Even with his still slightly swollen tummy, Troi was perfection. He inhaled his man’s scent deeply when he stuck his face in Troi’s hair, just staying there, enjoying the silky strands. He wondered if Troi would let him brush his hair. The big man had no idea how long it was, as he always kept it in a single, thick braid that went to his waist.

Going in for one of those scorching kisses, Garrett sucked on his mate’s tongue, while he slid his hand around his cock. Pumping and twisting his hand around the solid shaft, he made Troi jerk.

They both groaned loudly when Garrett thrust into his mate, balls deep. No foreplay this time, they were both needing badly. His small man was so tight, he didn’t know if he’d hurt Troi or himself, but he wasn’t about to stop. His rhythm was slow and easy, but deep, and Troi moaned and whimpered.

It may not have been manly, but right then, Troi couldn’t have cared less. This was Garrett, his mate. He was safe in this man’s arms, and so could be himself. The man dominated him with a look, and as much as Troi liked his independence, he loved it when the wolf manhandled him.

He was the only one who could. When he held him down, took him, mauled him, it eased something in Troi’s soul. Garrett had picked up his pace, now slamming into him, making him cry out. Never did he want this to end. He belonged to this beautiful man. It was as simple as that.

Garrett hammered his small mate, giving him and his wolf what they needed. This man, his body, his love, was all he needed. If Troi ever found out how much power he had over the alpha, he’d be done for.

Grimacing, his jaws clenched and flexed with effort, as he pounded his man with a strength and speed no human could match. He raised up, throwing his head back, and howled. Oh gods, yes, this is what he wanted.

The tingling was pulsing down his spine and when it reached his balls, he erupted, shouting his release. His little man was right behind him, screaming his name, making Garrett feel powerful and virile.

They lay a moment, dragging in breaths and jerking with the spasms of aftershocks.

Troi looked up at his mate with love in those sated, heavy eyes. Gods, he was gorgeous.

The big man rose and Troi watched his fine, thickly muscled ass stroll to the bathroom.

“Are you looking at my ass?” Garrett asked, chuckling.

“Of course, it’s a nice ass.”

The big alpha walked to his mate, sitting on the bed beside him. Cleaning his man with a warm cloth, Garrett made Troi groan in appreciation.

“That’s so nice, thank you.”

“My pleasure, sweetheart.” Garrett leaned down, giving Troi a kiss so carnal, it made him sigh, a loud noise full of need. Caught off guard, the feel of his lover’s hot, wet, slightly rough tongue turned him on again, igniting a fire of ecstasy. Troi loved the way Garrett kissed him, the way he took control and held him the way he wanted him.

Garrett picked Troi up, taking him to the wall, letting his feet touch the floor.

“What’s this?” Troi smiled.

“This is one of my fantasies with you. I had lots of time to think of all kinds, while I waited for you.”

“I’m sorry.” Troi’s brows drew together, and his head lowered.

“Don’t do that. It’s you and me now. That’s all that counts,” Garrett ordered.

Troi didn’t speak, just nodded.

The wolf turned his lover toward the wall. Not saying a word, he picked him up by the waist, holding on with one arm, the other reaching around and playing with his bottom nipple. Troi squirmed as the big man mauled his neck, and when his thick cock nudged his opening, the merman lost it.

“Do it, Garrett, do it. Do it now, please. Please, I need, gotta have you. Now!”

Garrett lunged and seated himself with one thrust, making Troi scream.

He slammed into his mate from the very beginning, and all Troi could do was hang on for the ride of his life. His man fucked him with such fervor and passion, it made him dizzy. In, out, in, out, they both worked up a fine sheen of sweat, with Troi panting hard, his eyes half open. His mind had shut down completely and only the sensation of his man’s touch penetrated his mind. Suddenly, Garrett stopped.

Thursday, October 23, 2014

Blurbs:Bad boys, tortured alpha heroes, and kick-ass heroines all come together in 12 steamy full-length paranormal romance novels and novellas from NY Times, USA Today, and national bestselling authors! Whether you’re looking for tantalizing dark tales or the humorous side of the supernatural, you’ll get werewolves, vampires, fallen angels, monster hunters, and ghosts—every one of them a hot temptation you won’t be able to resist…DIABLO SPRINGS by Erin Quinn: Gracie Beck vowed that she would never to return to Diablo Springs, but the haunted town lures her back—along with the man who betrayed her years ago. Reilly broke her heart with his lies. Now, he wants a second chance to win her, but can they survive the ghosts of Diablo Springs?VAMPIRE REBORN by Caridad Pineiro: Would you be reborn for love? Ryder Latimer, sexy Southern vampire, will have to make one of the most difficult choices in his undead life: Become human again or protect his new wife and child.SHADOW FALL by Erin Kellison: Just discovering her magic, ballerina Annabella Ames didn’t mean to summon a dark wolf from Twilight, nor the tempting fallen angel Custo Santovari, who has no place in Heaven. The cunning wolf stalks them relentlessly, and danger seduces as they fight for redemption and love.NIGHT ANGEL by Lisa Kessler: When Colin Flynn returns home to Ireland, the immortal Night Walker’s flesh has healed, but the scars hide a broken spirit. Juliana Duffy plays piano in spite of her deafness, challenging him to redefine himself and find the strength to battle an ancient enemy.SHADOWS TILL SUNRISE by Chris Marie Green: Two monster hunters fighting a star-crossed attraction and one bloodthirsty phantom leaving a trail of death… Can love survive till the sun rises?A SHADOW AT TWILIGHT by Mary Leo: They say Hotel Colorado is haunted, but when Dillon Spencer appears in his hotel room to find Hilly Thompson, his assistant, soaking in the tub, he begins to question whether or not he’s alive, dead, or caught in another dimension.MORE THAN FIENDS by Maureen Child: At 32, Cassidy Burke discovers she’s a legendary Demon Duster. But she’s got bigger problems than some pesky demons. Like, Logan Miller–first love, baby daddy to her genius daughter is back. Then there’s Devlin Cole, a walking orgasm with too many secrets. Cassidy’s life is out of control and about to get way too interesting.IMMORTAL POSSESSION by Cassi Carver: When Dr. Evelyn Vale is paired with Immortal Bounty’s sexy commander to go undercover and infiltrate a supernatural body-trafficking ring, she’s eager to get to work. Until she learns the catch… To crack this case, he’ll need to possess her body.FOREVER ROSE by Janet Wellington: Tarot cards predict a dangerous journey for Taylor Rose, but she doesn’t expect to travel back to 1888 San Diego. What the cards didn’t predict was falling for a man bent on revenge, a helpful ghost, and spooky séances. Is she there to prevent a murder or to find love?WELCOME HOME, VAMPIRE by Theresa Meyers:Corporal Cole Wagner lost his humanity in war – literally. Turned into a vampire by the military’s Vector Force, he’s the ultimate weapon, but when he returns home to set the past right, will the enemy stop at nothing to get him, including threatening the life of the woman he loved, and lost, before?VAMPIRE MAGIC (Blood Genie, books 1 and 2) by Sheri Whitefeather:Two tenderly romantic, wildly erotic stories featuring supernatural hybrids (vampires/genies) who grant wishes for the exchange of blood.WILD NIGHTS WITH A LONE WOLF by Elisabeth Staab: A mandatory vacation lands Agent Sherri Walker in bed with a local werewolf. Asher Hughes walked away from his outlaw pack but couldn’t ditch the bad blood. Together they’ll have to pull off one hell of an act to get out of treacherous territory alive.

Excerpt: Immortal PossessionClark tapped his pen against the thick folder. “We have a special case…one that could use your expertise and unique qualifications.”“Really?” The dubious word was little more than a whoosh of air from her lungs. She probably looked ridiculous and completely shell-shocked, but it was a little too late to play it cool. Immortal Bounty needed her on a special case!“I’m afraid I can’t give you the details until you’ve accepted our offer and have signed the proper paperwork, but it would involve your possession.”It felt as though the floor dropped out from under her. She couldn’t have heard him right. “My what?”He raised his brows as though she were dense. “The use of your body, Dr. Vale.”She glanced at the young commander, but his jaw was locked tight, the muscles in his cheeks bunching. “I’m a…I’m a forensic parapsychologist, Mr. Tanner, with a doctorate in post-Collision metaphysics. I received the highest honors in my graduating class. I was born to be an IB Investigator.”He nodded. “And you will be—when you accept our offer. You’ll have full benefits. A life on the campus. A percentage of the bounty on every case your team leads. And a starting salary that would make your past struggles nothing but a bad memory.”“But you said…possession. To use my body.”She felt sick. Evelyn had always been the proverbial “easy target”. She had spent her life in fear of being overtaken by one spirit or another. And she had been, time after time, losing control over her body and her choices, being completely controlled by someone else. She couldn’t do it. No job was worth it. Nothing was worth it. But then she thought of her family. If she didn’t provide for them, who would?“Evelyn…can I call you Evelyn?” the steward asked, but he didn’t wait for an answer. “You’re just the type of investigator we look for, but you’ve never been given a chance because of your unfortunate little problem.”He smiled and folded his hands, but the way his gaze bore into her was a palpable force. “This is your chance. Every employee has a one month probation period. Show us what you’re made of. Prove that you can handle working in this environment and coming into contact with malevolent spirits without succumbing. And when succumbing is what is called for, show us that you’re willing to do what it takes to complete an assignment. Do this, and your life at Immortal Bounty will be a long and happy one.”She pressed her lips together. “But you’re talking about willingly being possessed.”“Do you know the average age of retirement from this company?” the steward asked her.“No,” she answered, not following his train of thought.Clark steepled his hands and tapped his thumbs together. “Forty-seven. Which may not sound like much, until you know the average age at which an IB Mark has accumulated enough wealth to retire comfortably for the rest of their natural lives. Tell her, Commander.”The commander’s nostrils flared as though he didn’t enjoy contributing to the conversation. “Thirty-four when they’re recruited straight out of college. A little longer at your age.”“Exactly,” Clark said. “Which tells you two things, Evelyn. Number one, that half the Marks who work here do so because they love it—not because they need to. And number two, that sacrificing a little in the short term could be the best, most lucrative decision of your life.”She brought her hand to her cheek. Everything was tingling. She wasn’t sure she could feel her feet anymore. “Can you tell me what exactly I would be signing up for?”“I’m sorry,” he answered. “We’re contracted directly by the Governing Body of Greater America, and the GBGA dictates that our operations remain classified to all non-Immortal Bounty employees. I can assure you, though, that you will be in no danger. A Sentinel would be with you at all times.”She breathed slowly, trying to think this through rationally, but her mind screamed that she couldn’t hand her body and her will over. She couldn’t say yes to this. She’d only been a child when The Great Collision happened, but even so, she was old enough to remember the fear and chaos and how the fabric of the country had torn to shreds in the aftermath of the disaster.She’d heard there had been a time before that day when most American families had had enough to eat and the majority of the population could find work, but that America was dead and gone. If her father wasted away from hunger, there was no agency that would lift a finger to help him now.The steward gave her time to mull it over, and then she saw something shift in his gaze. It reminded her of a poker player who knew his hand trumped all. “This assignment will be short, Evelyn, but your career at Immortal Bounty will be long.”He pulled something from the drawer of his desk and held it up for her to see. It took a minute to adjust her eyes to the glare of the shiny metal and read the small letters etched into the badge. That was a real IB/GBGA badge. Evelyn Vale, Investigator, it read. And under it was a contract with the seal of the Prime Executive of Greater America.When the steward pushed the badge and contract toward her, she leaned over his heavy wood desk and carefully took them from his grip, her eyes not leaving the gleam of the metal badge in her hand. She’d made something like this when she was young with the lid of an old aluminum can. But this one…this was the real deal. It would perch on her hip or the pocket of her jacket and announce to the world that she was the real deal, too.She clutched the badge and met the steward’s gaze. “You can protect me?”“You’ll never be safer.”An image of her father’s face and the satisfying weight of the metal in her hand made the decision for her. “Where do I sign?”Clark’s lips pulled into a smile, and he reached over the desk and tapped a finger at the bottom of the first page. Evelyn took a pen from the edge of his desk and scrawled her name.“Wonderful,” he said. “I’ll set an appointment with Human Resources for your new hire package, but the most important part is done. Welcome to Immortal Bounty, Evelyn.”He stood and offered her his hand, and at that point, whether or not her palms were still sweaty was the furthest thing from her mind. To say the moment was surreal would be like saying The Great Collision was a tiny screwup. “Thank you, Steward Clark. I’ve wanted this for so long, and I know—”The steward’s head cocked to the side and his gaze went distant in a way that made her miss the cellular phones of her parents’ day. At least back then you knew when you were competing with an incoming call instead of everyone using those stupid ear implants like they did now.The steward glanced down at his desk to another stack of papers and made a hmm noise, seemingly moving on to the next task at hand. “Yes, give me a minute,” he said to someone, then he glanced back to Evelyn and frowned. She sure as heck hoped that frown was for the person on the phone and not for her.“I know you won’t disappoint us, Dr. Vale.” Steward Clark turned his gaze toward the Sentinel on the sofa, and the man rose to his feet. He was massive, his muscles nearly sufficient to carry the weight of the large chip sitting on his shoulder. “Well, Commander Hayes, I’m sure you and Dr. Vale have much to discuss. Let me be the first to congratulate you on your new partner.”-----Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/23211345-seductive-supernaturals?ac=1Purchase:Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/SEDUCTIVE-SUPERNATURALS-Shapeshifters-Vampires-Spirits-ebook/dp/B00NQHA9F0/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1413824867&sr=1-1&keywords=9780692292389B&N: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/seductive-supernaturals-erin-quinn/1120362663?ean=2940046255867